Chapter 323: Squad Leader

One main eye, plus three auxiliary eyes, enabled Joan to obtain "global vision" in the form of a beholder.

From all around, up and down, and back, they are all within his surveillance range, and they are almost immune to sneak attacks.

The last secondary eye was transformed from Qiao An's "prosthetic eye". It looked the same as the real eye, except that it couldn't see.

Joan controlled the fourth eye stalk to lift up, and sent the "prosthetic eye" connected to the end of the eye stalk to the main eye, looking at it in a daze.

This prosthetic eye was given to him by Mr. Havel to replace the right eye which he had gouged out.

It's just that I didn't expect that the disabled features of the human form would appear in this way after transforming into a beholder.

Joan pondered for a long time, and suddenly came up with an idea.

"Since this prosthetic eye is just an ornament, why not try to refine it into a magic tool? It can somewhat recover some of the losses caused by the loss of the right eye."

...

Early the next morning, Joan went to the laboratory after breakfast, intending to put into practice the "prosthetic eye" enchanting scheme designed last night.

He had just finished tidying up the console when Thomas and Edward arrived one after another.

Qiao An didn't want to reveal the privacy of her blindness in the right eye in front of her classmates, so she had to put aside the original plan for the time being.

"Good morning, Joan, are you still busy making that magic belt?" Thomas greeted him as soon as he entered the door.

"You said 'secondary gorgeous belt'? It was done yesterday morning."

"So fast? Show me, let's learn too!" Thomas leaned over excitedly.

"Sorry, I've already sold it."

"Shouldn't it be sold to Lao Li?"

Edward also came to join in the fun.

"I heard that the old guy is very stingy. If he is willing to pay 80 gold coins for something with a market price of 100 gold coins, it will be regarded as a favor. I really don't understand. He is just an agent of the school responsible for purchasing students' achievements, and he is not spending his own money. Why be so stingy."

"Edward, you are thinking too simply. It is true that Walter Lee does not need to spend his own money to purchase the magic tools made by students, but how to dispose of these magic tools after purchasing them? They can't be piled up in the warehouse to cause mold. Not to sell."

Thomas laughed like a fat fox.

"Walter Lee is not only responsible for the acquisition, but also for the promotion of the magic tools he bought, and usually sells them in batches to various magic tool stores affiliated to the Mages Association in the city. Most of the products here are the crystallization of the wisdom and hard work of us hard-working students."

"I don't need you to tell me about these things!" Edward interrupted Thomas, and said angrily, "My question is, what good will Walter Lee do for him by lowering the purchase price?"

"You see, he buys magic tools from students at a very low price, and when he resells them to merchants, he will raise the price as much as possible. There is a price difference between buying and selling, right?"

"Nonsense! Of course I know that there is a price difference between buying low and selling high. However, the purchase price and the selling price must be recorded. No matter how high the price difference is, Walter Lee, the dealer, cannot make a profit from it, otherwise the accounts will not match. He How to explain to the principal and the council?" Edward asked seriously.

"So you're too naive, let's understand about 'eating kickbacks'?"

Thomas sneered and shook his finger.

"Walter Lee lowered the purchase price. In fact, he took kickbacks from students in a disguised form, and sold the magic device to merchants. Whether it was sold to store A or store B, sometimes it didn't all depend on which one had the higher bid. Let's see which firm's boss is interesting enough, and the red envelopes given to him in private are more generous."

Hearing Thomas reveal the mystery, Edward was stunned for a moment. He knew in his heart that the dark story revealed by the other party was likely to be true. If a profiteer enters politics, he must be a shameless politician.

"It's fine if you don't believe it. Anyway, I don't want to deal with this old fox, Walter Lee, so as not to be fooled. Joan, you have the most say in this matter. How much did that belt sell for? I guess Walter Lee will never ask for a price." It will exceed 10,000 Gold Durga."

Thomas turned to look at Joan.

"Mr. Rawls also said that Master Li's asking price will not be too high, so..."

Joan hesitated for a moment, hinting in as cryptic a tone as possible.

"It just so happened that a friend of mine liked that belt very much, so I sold it to him. The final transaction price was slightly higher than 10,000 Gold Duga."

"Wait! If you don't sell the belt to the school, then you won't be able to obtain the certification issued by the Enchanting Guild and the Mage Association. Such magic tools are equivalent to stolen goods. How can they be traded in the market?"

Edward was surprised.

"Are you stupid? People and friends like it. Buy it for yourself or use it as a collection. It's not like trading it in the market. It's the same without a certificate!"

Thomas made a reasonable explanation for Joan.

"Even if you really want to sell it someday in the future, you can sell it on the black market."

"There is still a 'black market' in Layton Port? Where is it?" Edward was shocked.

"My dear Edward, if even an ignorant nerd like you knows where the black market is, then it won't be called 'black market'!"

"I warn you Thomas, if you continue to mock me like this, I will challenge you to a duel!"

"Okay! Don't leave after school, I'll wait for you in the boxing gym." Thomas clenched his fists with a smirk.

"No, no, no!" Edward shook his head again and again, "I request that the grievances between you and me be resolved by fencing, which is in line with the gentleman's demeanor!"

"Enough is enough for you two!" Joan interrupted the daily quarrel between Edward and Thomas, and said angrily: "If you want to fight, it's best for you two to die together, so as not to quarrel all day and give me a headache!"

Edward and Thomas glanced at each other, shut their mouths with interest, and ran back to their respective operating desks to get busy.

"Joan, I heard you yelling loudly in the corridor just now. Did Thomas and Edward quarrel again?"

Robert Rawls pushed open the laboratory door and walked in cheerfully.

"Instructor, you didn't see that Joan was so fierce just now! I was so scared that Edward and I didn't dare to breathe!"

Thomas pretended to be aggrieved and complained to his mentor, but he was slapped in the face.

"Come on, Joan is right, you deserve what you deserve!"

Master Rawls took off his coat and handed it to Kino, looked around at the three students, and announced solemnly:

"I recommend Joan to be your monitor. Starting today, he will have the final say on all matters when I am not in the laboratory. Now we will vote. Who agrees? Who opposes?"

Edward and Thomas glanced at each other and quickly applauded in support.

Joan tried to raise his hand against it, but there were three students in the class—two votes to one, and his objection was invalid.

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